She subsided, slowly relaxing her body and settling back to the bed. Her legs fell to the side, releasing her husband’s lower body from their grasp for the first time in many minutes. Kyle pulled his softening penis from her pussy. The wet, sucking sound it made caused Peggy and him to chuckle with a lewd amusement. Kyle collapsed at Peggy’s side. He was still breathing heavily; his muscles hovered just this side of trembling after the intense strain they’d undergone for a lengthy period.
They rested together, reaching out to caress each other’s body from time to time. They luxuriated in the heat of their bodies as they pressed against each other. The sweat from their bodies mixed and became a single watery sheen that covered them both. After a while, their bodies moved together and they made love side by side. They moved slowly now, unhurried. Their orgasms were muted the third time, but they were no less satisfying.
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“I’m sorry, Kyle,” she said tenderly. She was trying to hold off sleep for the time being but gradually succumbing anyway. Peggy’s head was on his shoulder, her body close against his body after the lovemaking. Her fingers stroked his chest gently. Her warm breath stirred the hairs on his chest.
“I know I act like a bitch sometimes, but I don’t mean to,” she said wistfully. She was more comfortable and relaxed with him in this moment than she’d been in a long time.
“Peggy,” he murmured, “we’ve got to get on with things…the kids…our life…we’ve been stuck on this one, small thing for way too long, baby.” He kept his voice deliberately soft and conciliatory.
“I know,” she said unhappily, her voice as low as Kyle’s had been. She stirred restlessly for a moment before subsiding and settling her entire body length back against his. “I just can’t get the picture of you enjoying Ann out of my mind…and it hurts, Kyle. It makes me crazy to think of you and her doing that.”
Her voice was plaintive now. She was begging for understanding. Kyle tried to give it to her.
“Honey,” he said, “I can see that…it would kill me if you were to go do that to Paul the next party we go to. But I didn’t mean to do it, baby…I couldn’t deliberately do something like that to you. I never will.”
He couldn’t tell if what he’d told her had had the desired effect. She didn’t move away; they slept that way the rest of the night. On the other hand, she gave no sign she was willing to forgive and forget either. What they had, he decided the next morning, was a truce, not a peace.
Chapter 3
In a quiet moment late one Saturday morning at the end of August, Kyle resolved to do everything he could to disrupt anything and everything that might lead to intentional adultery on Peggy’s part. He made the decision, after deliberating on the alternatives, because he knew he could never forgive a deliberate, cold-blooded act of deceit of that magnitude.
He’d already taken action to throw up a roadblock when she’d been planning on an out of town tryst. He’d kept her from going to a training conference in Chicago by pulling some strings, but he hadn’t consciously adopted a policy of trying to convince her she had no need to stray from her wedding vows. Not until now, he hadn’t.